You don't know what that means

You can't start again when you start, the circles spread again and again

There is a scenery like a fish swimming, you may be another you

When the butterflies explode like metal, burn and die

And what you see is only traces of you

Excerpted from Zhang Zao's "October Water"

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Tens of thousands of warships ignited again, turning into tens of thousands of burning flying swords, heading towards the depths of the distant universe.

Those flames with a dark blue luster were not the combustion of real things, but rather some kind of light flow. In no time, the burning flying swords disappeared without a trace, and I don’t know where they went. There was nothing around the huge red fireball except the corpse dust of the demon outside the domain.

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"Bride! That is the real mother! The defense is extremely strong, and the intensity of the pulse attack can pass through the thickest alloy plate. To eliminate it, at least one squadron is needed. I don't believe it will be killed by one person!"

"I've said it many times, he is a liquid metal robot, not a real human."

"I have also said this is impossible many times! Spectral analysis shows that his body is not metal at all, but composed of an unknown element, and you look at his skin and hair... where is such a good bionic material? The biggest logical question is, if it is a liquid metal robot, why should it simulate the appearance and even internal organ distribution of human beings? This makes no sense. Also, where is his microprocessor? You have scanned more than 700 times, have you seen a processor and found an information channel?"

"After receiving the information, the Academy of Sciences believed that it was very likely to be a remains of ancient civilization."

"Please, the ancient civilization has been destroyed for many years? Even if our ancestors have reached this level of civilization, how could it be that a robot can be preserved so well?"

The blue sky scattered uniform light outside the window, which felt unreal, but it was enough to make the empty laboratory very bright. The two scientists stood outside the transparent protective cover, watching what was constantly arguing inside, wondering how long it took, the male scientist suddenly said, "Did you apply last time?"

They tried all types of cutting tools in the planetary base, but the body of the experiment target was extremely tight and hard, and could not take samples at all. They had no choice but to report to the Academy of Sciences, hoping to transfer a power field separator.

The reason why I had no choice was that the Academy of Sciences would definitely agree to their request, but there must be many colleagues who came with the power field separator.

Faced with such an amazing discovery, no scientist is willing to miss it.

The older female scientist with a gentle face shook her head and gave an unexpected answer.

"The dean is worried that it will damage the internal structure of the experimental target, so he called back the application... But don't be too happy too early. The dean will come by in a spaceship, which may take another twenty days."

The male scientist sighed, not knowing whether it was a pity or a fear, and looked at the experimental target on the stage and said, "To be honest, I can't bear to even cut off one of his hair."

The female scientist was puzzled and asked, "What does it mean?"

"This is a work of art." The male scientist retracted his gaze and said very seriously as he looked at her. "This is the most perfect work of art in the universe. The slightest destruction of him is a crime even if he cuts his nails."

The female scientist looked at the experimental target for a long time, agreed to the view of her companion and said, "So he cannot be a human. Even if he does the most expensive genetic optimization ten times and gets the blessing of the priestess, it cannot be so perfect."

"He is the most perfect work of art, but not perfect. The real perfection is actually incomplete. The most precise scan revealed a very small fine line in the corner of his eyes. At the atomic level, you don't know how beautiful that fine line is under the lens of an electron microscope."

The male scientist talked endlessly, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the stage again, and said with emotion: "If he were a living person, I would definitely fall in love with him hopelessly."

"From any perspective, if he is alive, he should be a male."

The male scientist spread his hands open and asked innocently, "Is this important?"

The laboratory is full of metal, and under the warm light dropped from the blue sky outside the window, it is blazing color, but there is no cold feeling.

There is a metal table in the middle of the transparent protective cover, and there is a man with a perfect face and body.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes and looked at the two scientists outside the protective cover. There was no emotion in his eyes and said, "Hmm?"

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The retreat at the Neuschin Academy is as quiet as the name.

More than a dozen students sat cross-legged on the ground, with their eyes closed, and maintained a motionless posture for a long time, but their eyelids kept trembling slightly, and it was obvious that their eyes were turning from time to time, as if they were looking at something.

I don’t know how long it took, a student opened his eyes and fell back on the floor with some boredom, raised his legs and said, “If it weren’t for Zhong Lizi’s book, I would definitely not be able to read it.”

Another student opened his eyes, rubbed his sore neck, and said, "But don't say that, she can actually update 100,000 words a day, at least she can see full, right?"

The student cut and said, "Catch it with consciousness, I can write 600,000 words a day!"

"There is no typo or spoken word, nor is there any trace of intelligent modification. She obviously uses manual input."

One after another, students opened their eyes and joined the discussion.

"Can you write 100,000 words in manual input? When did she break the realm? No, even if her realm is increased by three levels, her hand speed cannot be so fast."

"Her family is in a bad situation. Maybe she is in a hurry to make money, otherwise she wouldn't have turned white when she is so young..."

"I am a classmate of the first class with her. It is said that there was a problem with her second genetic development."

"It's too far. Don't say that you'll get 100,000 words a day. The key is to look at the content of the story. In what era is it, you're still writing about cultivating immortals. It's so old-fashioned and boring, just like the title of that book."

"Yes, the name Dadao Chaotian is too ordinary."

"It's okay to say that the title and plot of the book are so cute. The giant is very cute. He is very pitiful when he is ten years old. His face is so pitiful... It's just that the male protagonist is too boring, he has a dead face all day long, the character is flat, and has no personality!"

"ah!"

Accompanied by a sniff of a cool shout and a door slam, a girl walked into the retreat.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a plain Taoist suit, with silver hair tied behind her, looking very cool, and shouted annoyedly to her classmates: "What's the old-fashioned place to cultivate immortals? How old is it? Can't block your mouth with a hundred thousand words? And you, what does it mean to have no personality? Look back yourself and you will give an explanation, and that explanation is very good, I almost read it... I cried."

A student couldn't help but say, "But when you see this story, you will easily forget the front. Even if you explain it well, what's the use of it?"

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The silver-haired girl Zhong Lizi walked on the campus path, feeling a little dejected, and the Taoist uniforms fluttering in the wind were less energetic. When she arrived at the edge of the cliff at the end of the path, she looked up at the stars rotating at high speed in the night sky, and the high platforms hidden in the clouds, and her little face showed a look of envy and yearning.

I don’t know how long I have watched it, but my yearning and envy have all turned into fatigue and helplessness. She jumped down the cliff, and her Taoist uniform rose with the wind and turned into a dandelion.

After floating for a long time, the light in the sky gradually darkened, and her speed gradually slowed down and fell on the ground.

Compared with the cliffs where the academy is located and the worlds hidden in the clouds, the world here is always dark, and the lights in the building are so dim. Fortunately, they are not as wet, dirty and dangerous as described in the apocalyptic movies.

She walked into an ordinary apartment building, returned to her home by scanning, reached out to take a cup of water and drank it all in one gulp, and then collapsed on the sofa.

Looking at the closed bedroom door and thinking about the students' comments today, she couldn't help but shouted annoyedly: "Everyone said that you are boring. Even if you spend money to buy permissions online, you can't make money. Don't expect me to pay for it!"

There was no reaction in the bedroom, and it was still so quiet, as if there was no one. She walked to the door and knocked hard twice, saying, "Now the college website has been updated to Tongyan to meet Jing Jiu and Liu Ci and let them steal the Qingtianjian. The response is still very ordinary. What should I do next? I have read all the writings you wrote later, but there is not a single one! Even when I died in March, I was a little sad, I was still not happy to cry, and the final ascension was so plain, you don't have enough writing skills! You have to write carefully after ascension!"

The door was still closed and the person inside ignored her.

She couldn't help but open the door hard.

A teenager was sitting in a sportswear and a hat in front of the window, not knowing what he was looking at.

She thought to herself that she was such a weird person, and she even wore a hat at home, and said, "I'll ask you, tell me first, where did he go after he ascended?"

The boy was silent for a while and replied, "Here we come to this world."

When Zhong Lizi heard the answer, she was stunned for a moment, then hugged her head and screamed.

"What a mess! No one can read it! Do you think the world of cultivation and the interstellar era are very new? I don't know how many people have written it! This so-called fusion of subject matter is the worst choice! Just like a deformed freak! How dare you write it like this! I don't care! You have to change it for me!"

After saying this, she closed the door with a snap.

The boy ignored her reaction and still looked out the window quietly.

It is very low here, far from the starry sky, and you can only see a very small corner of the universe, and the stars falling outside the window are extremely slim.

The stars fell on his face and became a little brighter and beautiful.

Jing Jiu has already arrived in this world for 1.6 million breaths.

It should be twenty days if you use the time here.

He hasn't fully figured out what's going on.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this is a lower civilization compared to Chaotian Continent.

However, he learned the word civilization only when he came here.

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Chapter completed!